To celebrate
my new Ko-fi page, I wrote
a funny poem about coffee.
I do not buy my coffee out,
I make it ’stead at home.
A little soy milk, not too much,
we can’t afford the foam.
Some days I use the same grounds twice,
my husband doth protest.
But it still smells like coffee,
#SeriouslySoBlessed.
I’ve had cafĂ© Cubano,
espresso Italiano too.
I know good coffee, but I settle
for my own homebrew.
And, yes, I am a mother,
so I often drink it cold.
A warm mug or
my babyboo?
I choose my dear to hold.
But still I drink two cups a day
or my headache gives a warning.
So could you spare a cup, my friend?
Thank you. Good night. Good morning.
I just started a Ko-fi page. You can buy me a cup of coffee at ko-fi.com/darcyreeder. Thank you times a million.